Quietus

trapped in the field we watched as you flew the boy is sick and dying the meteors rained down you were too fragile falling down the stairs we saw you break we heard the bones shatter with a snap he was gone...

When the eyes fail and the ears go
When the bones hurt and the brain knows

we all thought you made some very funny jokes and you were a very good jester and i thought it was funny when you wiped blood on the flag and tied it around your penis and when you threw a brick at the old man and when your face broke apart on the pavement into a million white pieces that each reflected the light of the neon sign of the strip club

Sometimes at night
it feels like a serpent has constricted me
and my dreams become a mirror of my realityand i touch something cold and smooth
and for a moment my soul freezes
but as long as i have you to stomp on
as long as i can smash your little baby face into a wallas long as i can press you until your skull cracks
as long as i can slice fetus from ear to ear
i can stay me forever

Quietus is a powerful discipline, and most of its uses devoted to making murder easier. The first level, for instance, creates a radius of silence around the user, allowing her to move inaudibly -- and her victim quite unable to call for help. Higher levels allow her to poison blades or inflict damage from a distance after having touched her victim.